The man's face darkened: "Where the hell did you come from? Don't block my way."
In the moonlight, Fu Jingsheng could vaguely make out the woman's features, which seemed not bad in the hazy light.
Fu Jingsheng licked his lips: "Accidentally fell into the pond, cold. Just need to borrow some clothes."
His voice was trembling as he spoke, from both the cold and the pain.
"Scram." The man said rudely.
The woman seemed to want him to rescue her.
"What if I don't?" Fu Jingsheng stepped forward.
Since he encountered this, he had to see it through to the end.
"Damn it." The man was particularly strong, looking to be twice the size of Fu Jingsheng, he rolled up his sleeves: "You're just asking for a beating."
...
"Ah——!"
In the night, a scream startled the birds in the forest, making them fly away.
"Whew——" Fu Jingsheng shook his hand, looking at the burly man he had taken down: "Hell, that hurt."
